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I'm a gold mouth dog Definition of the south Ain't no quarters, ain't no halves, Just some wholes in dis house Ain't no bitch It ain't no bed It ain't no clothes in dis house It's a drought And my price will make yo eyes pop out I can't neva count my stash Cause I always loose count I cant neva keep no bitch Cause I put them hoes out I was corner stoor'n in imotellin it sellin it You can check my rap sheet It's numourous felonies I took 23 stacks And bought some jet skis Have pity for the cop Who gotta arrest me A front street jump street Den jump out it's a track meet Use to have a 10 speed Now I got a Bentley. Swing my door Swing my door Every time they swing my door I count 18 5 every time swing my door Swing my door Swing my door Yea them prices real low They gon search you up and down every time they swing my door Swing my door Swing my door And you know they swing my door And it's 18 5 everytime they swing my door Swing my door Swing my door Yea them prices real low But they gon search you up and down everytime you swing my door I got my rims finger fucked By a god dam j Gave him 1.8 Of some hard ass yay It's a lot of crack smokers in apartments where I stay And I know they name and face Cause I serve them everyday. Had a 98' Caprice Was a rollin drug store You ain't got all them money What you call my phone fo. Rob me, six feet In the dirt you bout to go Layin with tha corinor With a tab placed on your toe I can lock the whole town If I break tha shit down But it might be slow So I'm sellin shit whole I can lock the whole town If I break tha shit down But I'm lettin shit go And I'm sellin shit whole Swing my door Swing my door Every time they swing my door I count 18 5 every time swing my door Swing my door Swing my door Yea them prices real low They gon search you up and down every time they swing my door Swing my door Swing my door And you know they swing my door And it's 18 5 everytime they swing my door Swing my door Swing my door Yea them prices real low But they gon search you up and down everytime you swing my door Niggas call me thrift store Cause the know the price low I count 18 rubberbands Every time I swing my door Breaker breaker Beaker beaker Spent 350 on the sneakers It came from servin geek Yella yellow Vette nicknamed Jakita Clear coat chevy same color aquafina Quarter million dollar leavin Change my whole demeanor Ridin a skooter through south beach Lookin for a trina bitch Diamond neckless, diamond anklet Diamond princess beamer bitch I change lanes, paint change Hangin out da brain dawg Bottles of chapagne And it came from sellin kane dawg Coka cola pickin yola And it stank, you smell tha odor When I (sk sk sk sk skeert) I bet it jump back over over Ridin in my rental Got a rover in my pocket tho 84 stack bout to take a trip to mexico Nigga violate, I'm a kill him and slit his throat. Smoke a blunt of dro, then take my hoe to papa joes Swing my door Swing my door Every time they swing my door I count 18 5 every time swing my door Swing my door Swing my door Yea them prices real low They gon search you up and down every time thy swing my door Swing my door Swing my door And you know they swing my door And it's 18 5 everytime they swing my door Swing my door Swing my door Yea them prices real low But they gon search you up and down everytime you swing my door Niggaaaa. That boy gucci. That nigga born on the track nigga Yea gucci mane laflare nigga Uh huh uh huh
Writer(s): Cory Way Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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